Poems ✍️
  01.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

A Cloud Withdrew From The Sky

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A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
Superior Glory be
But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries
Are forever lost to me

Had I but further scanned
Had I secured the Glow
In an Hermetic Memory
It had availed me now.

Never to pass the Angel
With a glance and a Bow
Till I am firm in Heaven
Is my intention now.


  loss heaven memory transcendence

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